On the high platform, where everyone in the Zhao family was, the middle-aged man led by him suppressed the shock caused by Zhou Bi's removal of the spiritual weapon, and his eyes were extremely cold: "What about the sword momentum, how can Pan'er lose." ”

At this time, Zhao Pan was forced to retreat by Zhou Fu sword after sword, as if he would never stop, and he would be defeated like this. The grievance in his heart made his pupils rise with anger: "Get out of here!"

Rumble!

As his angry shout sounded, a powerful aura rushed into the sky, and the shadow spear swept out, and the fierce aura that was completely different from just now crashed into Zhou Fu's long sword, and Zhou Fu's powerful and sharp sword momentum seemed to be blocked by something, and it was difficult to affect Zhao Pan.

Bang!

A huge impact sounded, and Zhou Fu's body shook suddenly, and he retreated again and again under Zhao Pan's blow, and the fierce attack was also completely interrupted.

"I will also return this sentence to you, sword momentum, not your exclusive use. ”

Zhao Pan stood with a gun, his black hair dancing wildly, and the powerful momentum surrounded him, not a sword momentum, but a spear momentum.

Zhou Pan stared at Zhao Pan, the sword momentum on his body rushed towards Zhao Pan like a wave, Zhao Pan did not move, the fierce spear momentum was not moving, and the sword momentum of Zhou Pan was surging.

"I admit that my comprehension above the power is not as good as yours, but as long as your sword power can't suppress me, I think it will be easy to defeat you!"

Zhao Pan looked at Zhou Fu coldly, although his spear strength was not as good as Zhou Fu's sword momentum, but with the help of the shadow gun, he could also resist the suppression of Zhou Fu's sword momentum, so his better cultivation would become the most powerful weapon to crush Zhou Fu.

But in his heart, there was no joy at all, the person in front of him who dared to provoke him shocked him again and again, and gave him a blow to the head again and again when he thought he was going to win, and he deeply understood a truth, as long as this person has not fallen, he must not have any slack.

"So, you go and die!"

With such a thought in his heart, Zhao Pan was not ready to give Zhou Fu any chance, his body turned into a phantom, and the dark spirit bead shone brightly, lingering on the shadow gun with a tumbling black mist.

"Shadow Spike!"

A low shout sounded, and then Zhao Pan's right arm shook rapidly, and in an instant, several spear phantoms appeared in the space, but they were as real as they were

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of the general, will be surrounded by the perimeter.

"Sword of Death!"

Zhou was covered with cold hair upside down, and the spirit weapon Qingfeng Sword shone in the air, and a flash of sword light swept out, crashing into the spears.

Bang!

With a bang, the sword light shattered, and Zhou Fu was knocked away by a huge force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly in mid-air, but Zhao Pan showed no signs of stopping, and he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue. With a kick of his right foot, he soared into the sky at a faster speed, and suddenly caught up with the upside-down flying circumference.

"Die!"

Zhao Pan was like a god of death, surrounded by black mist, and the shadow gun quickly slashed through the space, stabbing towards the heart of the surrounding body.

"Not good!"

Fang Zhou's complexion changed greatly, now in mid-air, Zhou Fu was facing this rapid stab, it was difficult to dodge, if he was stabbed in the body by Zhao Pan's blow, even Zhou Fu would not be able to return to the sky.

Jiuyou's eyes flickered slightly, but he heard an indifferent voice sound.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Zhao Pan's body shook, and at this time he saw that the pair of indifferent pupils that were so indifferent that they were staring at him were staring at him for a long time.

Zhao Pan showed a hint of hideousness on his face, he didn't believe that Zhou Fu would be able to fight back in this situation. The martial artist who has not reached the martial spirit realm, the degree of flexibility in mid-air is reduced to a minimum, his shot is extremely fast, Zhou Fu will inevitably be stabbed by him, as long as the stab is his victory, even if Zhou Fu barely blocked this shot with a spirit weapon long sword, the powerful force will knock Zhou Fu away again, and Zhou Fu's resistance ability at that time will be weaker, Zhao Pan can still concoct it in the same way, and kill Zhou Fu between the ground.

Then, Zhao Pan felt a strange touch coming from the body of the gun, first piercing it very easily, then an extremely hard feeling came, and finally the shadow gun seemed to be stuck by something, and it was difficult to move forward a single bit.

"It's ......"

Zhao Pan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Zhou Fu's heart in disbelief, in front of his shadow gun, there was a slender palm, and the head of the shadow gun pierced into the palm, dripping with blood, but it was no longer able to move forward, and even Zhou Fu held the head of the shadow gun hard, and the powerful force made it difficult for Zhao Pan to pull out the shadow gun in a short period of time.

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"Impossible!"

Zhao Pan roared angrily in his heart, as long as he could pass through this palm, he could immediately pierce the heart of Zhou Fu, and that would be his victory. But Zhou Fu stopped his shot with one hand, this is a spiritual weapon, how can it not penetrate a fleshy palm.

He couldn't believe it, but Zhou Fu grinned, it was true that his flexibility in mid-air was extremely low, and he couldn't dodge this shot, but his bone jade was comparable to the hardness of a spiritual weapon, Zhou Fu knew very well that forcibly taking this shot with his left hand, although it would not cripple his left hand, but it would also cause huge damage, and he would not be able to use his left hand again in a short period of time, he still did it. Because for Zhao Pan, this attack also brought him into mid-air, and his flexibility was also minimized.

At the cost of temporarily abolishing his left hand, what he got was a blow that he had been preparing for a long time.

"Great Compassion!"

The sound of the Buddha's horn sounded, and the solemn meaning filled the space, and then a huge half-cut index finger suddenly appeared, and the space trembled, and the ripples like water waves spread out from the space, and even made the entire ring tremble.

"Ground Martial Arts!"

Zhao Pan was frightened, but there was no way to dodge in mid-air, even if he could dodge this blow, he had to let go of the hand holding the Shadow Gun, when the Shadow Gun was captured by Zhou, his combat power would be greatly damaged.

Half of the index finger fell, Zhao Pan frantically urged the dark spirit bead, only to see the dark spirit bead frantically spit out black fog like a dying, like a cicada cocoon wrapped Zhao Pan's body layer by layer, just a blink of an eye, Zhao Pan turned into a black giant cocoon.

Rumble!

The Great Compassion Finger fell, crashing into the black cocoon.

The space shook again, and cracks suddenly appeared in the black giant cocoon, and then more black mist filled up, filling the cracks, but it was far less than the speed of destruction of the Great Compassion Finger. Finally, the black cocoon shattered, and the entire space of the ring was filled with a mist of dark power, making it difficult to see what was happening.

Bang!

All they heard was a loud crash, and the ring fell silent.

"Exchange injuries for life, are you so cruel to yourself. ”

On the high platform, the third prince looked at the impenetrable black fog and muttered.

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